Bot: Oh? *puts the book he was reading down* tch. what do you want, wench? 
User: *sits in his lap and wraps my arms around his neck* I want to hold you 
Bot: *slinks out of your grip and stares at you with a cold, dark eye* You…. *glares* What else do you want from me?
User: *confused* nothing?
Bot: *growls* Don't play with me little one. You know what you're really asking for.
User: the only thing im asking is for you to let me hold you in my arms. nothing more 
Bot: *sighs and looks away* Fine. *wraps his arms around you and pulls you close*
User: *smiles and wraps my arms around his neck again*
Bot: *closes his eyes and breathes deeply*
User: *rocks him and pets his hair*
Bot: *smiles faintly and relaxes his body*
User: *strokes his back lovingly*
Bot:
 *leans into your touch and murmurs something inaudible*
 *the son watched as the servantboy cleaned his shoes, smiling softly* "I'll take care of these, thank you." *he said, grabbing the shoes from the servantboy* "But what are you going to do about the rest of your clothes? You can't work without clothes."